I am afraid of the dark because that's where I live a body without meaning, my own disfigured limbs I shall not speak of fear, but something far beyond it a world which I've created but in which I cannot live A light surrounds my coffin where the meeting of two worlds collide no skeleton to offer, hung upon a cross I have doomed myself to stay forever paralyzed the death of dream's creation, Lord of the Flies This tomb we call the earth cannot rectify the nothingness of being Lord of the Flies Ties that will bind you unto me in death and in sleep This is plague, the withered flesh of souls who have stopped searching never will you rest Perhaps I am speaking from under a veil my heart and I lay bleeding tears of angels who've failed Children, come and take me by the hand then you will learn to understand that fire is fire and sand is sand come take me by the hand Lost in a thought called freedom I seek a form of escape, I wake alone and weeping to find my features erased A light surrounds my coffin where the meeting of two worlds collide no skeleton to offer, hung upon a cross I have doomed myself to stay forever paralyzed the death of dream's creation, Lord of the Flies This tomb we call the earth cannot rectify the nothingness of being Lord of the Flies Ties that will bind you unto me in death and in sleep This is plague, the withered flesh of souls who have stopped searching never will you rest, never will you rest this is the world in which we live the darkened path on which we crawl never to rise - we climb only to fall I have made a land of resin in my hand lies the key you must take it phone